memories of you

i had a great love  that i lost 

we could not hold on to each other

oh it's late at night and my world is silent

its 3 am and i found this old suitcase under the bed 

i spent the last three hours looking at what inside 

some of it made me cry 

it was memories of you 

train tickets

old pictures 

of you and me 

on the beach

with smiles on our faces 

and dry up rose

and all those letters 

you sent me you know

i don't know where you are 

or how you are 

i don't think our paths will cross again 

i hope your happy 

where ever you are 

it no good having regret 

but if there was ono i have 

is i lost you 

and all i have is a suitcase full of 

memories of you